Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

This post was the first one I ever wanted to post on my blog, but I thought that I didn't have the right words; that I would come off as arrogant or ignorant or both and alienate any would-be readers. After all this time, I don't have any better words, so I'll just go ahead anyway. When I was growing up, apparently I was very competitive. Then, it was the natural order of things. Now, looking back using the wisdom of age, I would describe it as "competitive" - not liking even being near the middle of the heap. So what does that have to do with the price of tea? I was concerned that even in first grade, Lucas only received alphabetic grades indicating whether he was performing acceptably or not. At his age, I was tested every term (semester) and ranked against all the other students in my class, by subject and overall. I knew what my percentage was and I grew up thinking about who I needed "to beat" in exams. That was my measure. I wasn't comp...

I've been at home full-time now for 9 months and during all this time, I've been wondering when I'll reach the brick wall, when I'll reach the point where I say, "Enough!" In short, when the other shoe will drop. I think it's here. I've noticed some subtle? changes in my behavior. I used to be a morning person..now I've become a no-time-of-day person. I'm pretty grumpy sometimes and it takes very little to set me off. Maybe it's because I haven't gotten one night's restful sleep in almost 2 years? (Pay attention all of you out there who don't have kids yet!) All I know is that when I was getting much less sleep than I am now, and working full-time, I was a pretty happy person. I had everything in neat, little cardboard boxes in my head and I could pull out any work or home item and be totally on top of things. Now, that cardboard is all soggy and mushy upstairs (see my post in Oct 2008 about this). Since I actually have ...